LOGINXander Caldwell
I had tried contacting my brothers again. This was the umpteenth time, and it was another failure. Down to the intricate details of my muscles, to the very fibre of my existence, I could feel the poison.It had settled so deeply inside, it wasn't allowing my wolf to reach them from such distance. I gritted my teeth, jaw clenching.My legs remained crossed under me, chest puffed out, and my forehead squeezed to the aching amount."Fuck…" I whNiall AlcottSINCE my powers heightened, I had made a lot of discoveries. There were a thousand and one things that I could do. The power flowed in my veins as though it had been waiting for this chance all this time.My body was separated from my soul. My body worked at one of Cyrus’s tables. Following the absence of the brothers, I took charge of Cyrus’s lab as it contained most of the equipment I needed to make this work.“We are close, Rayne. I know it.” I stated as I picked up another book.To assist in this pursuit of mine on how to save the world, we were seated in her abode, surrounded by books written by witches of old with the promise to aid in this affair.We just needed to push further. I could swear it.“You’ve said that before.” She said, batting her eyes my way. “You need to go back into your body. You’ve exhausted the breach enough.” She stated and I turned my head to the side where my body continued to work
Cyrus CaldwellThough the leaders of the Southern Concordat were dogshit, the territory itself was a hell of a fine shit.There was no denying this statistical opinion. Because of course, it came from me.I inhaled the smell of lavender, honey, and milk from the distance as we reached the front gate.Lucious stood at the front while Alaric stayed between Xander and me, my expression rather grounded.I was still not a fan of this decision but to be in love was certainly to be a madman who did not question the actions of his lover.“Kings of Vael.” Greeted the Chief of the Cathedral. “Do you have an appointment with the Overlord?”“There is an urgent matter we’d like to discuss with him. Set up a meeting.” Lucious stated in that authoritative voice of his.I grinned, a twinkle of my fangs exposing itself when the man looked beyond Lucious’s shoulders.“Tell him it’s a matter concerning the Prophesied
Xander CaldwellI did not remember being so difficult when I transitioned, but then, I had not lost the best part of me either, so how could I judge him?For the past few days, I’d been projecting my sincerity onto paper, hoping that someday I might share it with Niall. This was my way of communicating my thoughts and opinions.Cyrus was not having it at all. He’d been much more outward. He was the type who said things as he felt them at that exact moment, and it was messing with his brain as Niall hadn’t allowed us.Lucious had been venting too lately. He’d been learning the art of using his thoughts and mouth to communicate instead of shutting out everything into a blank pitch, like a void.“Are we really going to head to the Southern Concordat just like that?” Cyrus propped himself in my seat, a glass cup of blood in his hands.He held the base feebly.“Is that not your twelfth for today?” I questioned, attemptin
Niall AlcottHANDS rooted deep in a sweater, I felt the burning gaze of the Caldwells against my back. They were relentless.I didn’t need the bond to tell that they were jealous. They craved my attention and indulgence, concerning what lay in my mind.The way I perceived the world was different now. From up here, I smelled the salt scented sea. I never knew even the snow had its own distinct smell or that there was a perk to the nature of Vael.The people, they had a spectacular routine. A specific time when the kingdom woke, a time when the people got to work. The mechanical pattern of how the world here worked.On an internal level, I understood what made my heart rate shift. Be it an emotion or a feeling. The way my blood flowed through my veins, my thinking, the mate bond, and how insanely crazy the brothers loved me.Everything opened itself to me like the world was now an open book.Except I was not receptive
Niall AlcottDAYS counted themselves without my indulgence, and I had become a shadow to this very world I had lived in for the entirety of twenty-two years.This was the greatest grief I’d been made to bear, and I didn’t think I could bear it.The first two days, I nearly died. I could not feed nor did I utter a word. I forgot how to breathe.When morning came, the windows billowed, wind howling past as the snow waltzed. The outside world did not pause, not even for a second.But my mind did.It did the moment I awakened to that reality.My hands were still wrapped around my belly and, like every other morning, I stood before the balcony. The sun would hit my skin here, the only warmth I could find in this cold world.Trust.I trusted.I had cried to a point where I couldn’t cry anymore. There was just nothing left to leave my eyes. I was left with wheezes and coughs, and my throat remain
Lucious CaldwellI would never adapt to how fragile a moment could be.One minute, Niall was performing magic and the next, my ears picked up the sound of a blade cutting through the air.I snapped my head to the side from whence it came but before I could react, blood had spilled. Crimson stained the floor and I sped into the air, my feet gathering force as I pulled Isolde out of the way.I shifted her frame by inches away from the blade’s true aim, so it cut along her jawbone and down to her neck but nowhere vital.All three of her sisters dropped, blood gushing out of their necks.Xander and Cyrus moved immediately and my eyes trailed after them. The witches’ connection with Niall had fallen, and a strange presence had stepped in.He tossed what looked like a coin to the floor, bouncing upon its collision before a dome appeared. It crashed into Xander and Cyrus, hurling them back. They landed hard.Then







